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From La Catrina

She sweeps across red canyon rock and through coyote bones moving between ivory sand and indigo. Tickling marigold petals whistling against twisted stone she settles in dark places. Calavera paint melts against the dancing fire and is wiped away with her fated kiss- For her there are no names there are no faces we are all skeletons. 1. La Catrina: an icon of the Mexican Dia de Muertos or Day of the Dead who appears as a female skeleton

From La Catrina

She sweeps across red canyon rock and through coyote bones moving between ivory sand and indigo. Tickling marigold petals whistling...